**If you know not Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, hang yourself. If you know it, hang yourself after reading this version. This is for you, my bitchance. Muah! Much lou.**
Um diddle bitchance diddle um diddle ay
Um diddle buggerance diddle um diddle ay
Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
Even though the look of it Is something quite atrocious
If you make it laugh enough
She'll always sound precocious
Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
Um diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay
Because I thought she was snob
When we were both in school,
God decided to intervene,
And said you idiot-fool.
Both of you are equal snobs
That speak ridiculous. Eg:::::
Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
So when the cat has got your tongue
There's no need for dismay
Just summon up this little lamb And then you've got a lot to say
But better use it carefully Or it may change your life
She's Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
Smruthi-cali-fragilistic-expialidocious!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Sooo...
Isn't it incredible when you look at the pictures of people whom you thought were really gorgeous while you were growing up with them, and you realize, "Oooh, actually, not so much.'?
Major punctuation mismatch happening with that last sentence there, but I'm sure we all agree that I can't just leave a question hanging without a question mark, because that would be ungrammatical and the ghost of my dear English teacher from the first grade, assuming she's not still alive, will twist and turn in its grave, and that would change the geographical setting of the land, and the whole butterfly effect would necessitate yet another climatic disaster the likes of which mankind is never prepared for, although, surprisingly, mankind seems prepared enough for other never-before-heard-of eventualities such as this supremely pointless blog post (that started off, if you're curious, as a means to put off actual work)never ending, by having emergency evacuation mechanisms in place such as character limit, which reminds me I'd better shut up as this sentence could go on for ages and ages but noone's really reading, which is okay, because, really, neither am I.
I think we've reached the end of this post now. Pity. Moral of the story: I'm hot. Bwaha. Oh, and I write 159 word long sentences that MS word doesn't prettily highlight for grammar errors. I'm hot AND grammatical. And oh so modest.
Major punctuation mismatch happening with that last sentence there, but I'm sure we all agree that I can't just leave a question hanging without a question mark, because that would be ungrammatical and the ghost of my dear English teacher from the first grade, assuming she's not still alive, will twist and turn in its grave, and that would change the geographical setting of the land, and the whole butterfly effect would necessitate yet another climatic disaster the likes of which mankind is never prepared for, although, surprisingly, mankind seems prepared enough for other never-before-heard-of eventualities such as this supremely pointless blog post (that started off, if you're curious, as a means to put off actual work)never ending, by having emergency evacuation mechanisms in place such as character limit, which reminds me I'd better shut up as this sentence could go on for ages and ages but noone's really reading, which is okay, because, really, neither am I.
I think we've reached the end of this post now. Pity. Moral of the story: I'm hot. Bwaha. Oh, and I write 159 word long sentences that MS word doesn't prettily highlight for grammar errors. I'm hot AND grammatical. And oh so modest.
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